Lily turned two months old on the 29th of July. With all the party prep for Kate's birthday and the having two kids and all, I got a little behind on the posts. Since I head back to school next week I thought I would take the last few free moments I have to update everyone on the littlest Ryan.
We are slowly coming to realize that Kate was a baby saint. Lily, though she probably is very good compared to a lot of other babies, is what J and I have deemed fussy based solely and unscientifically on our experiences with Kate. I asked J what score he would give her on the non-existent fussiness scale with 10 being highest. He replied with a 6 but changed his mind the next day to 9 after she screamed in his face for 20 minutes and then cried the rest of the day. She is getting better as she gets closer to 3 months old, but we have had some pretty stressful days where nothing seems to make her happy.
The other challenging issue has been that, up until a week or so ago, Lily didn't really like anyone other than me. Babies love J, but not Lily. She didn't want anything to do with anyone or anything. Unless I was holding her, she was unhappy. This makes for an unhappy mommy, unfortunately, as I have things to do, places to go, etc. As she gets a little older, though, she and Daddy are getting along a lot better and she has been flashing him some smiles lately.
At Kate's party, Lily got to hang out with Aunt L and Uncle C. She spent most of the day being passed around since I was in full hostess mode. I knew we were turning the corner with her because she didn't need me all day long. Uncle C doesn't really love babies, but he did a good job when it was his turn to watch the little one.